Why Exactly?

Robin turned around, seeing Sonya sonicing an entrance to an airduct. Brilliant! Smiling a bit, she hurried over to her, her spirits lifted a bit. She'd always wanted to try this. Stepping on Sonya's hands, whether that was what she was doing that for or not, she grabbed onto the edge of the opening and pulled herself up and in. It was not a very big space, but it would do. Sonya probably wouldn't enjoy it very much, but it was something.

Sitting down, she looked over her shoulder at Sonya, not really able to turn around without a ton of noise. "Do you need a hand up?" She whispered down to her. Looking back at her, she realized what an awkward situation this was about to be. As long as she wasn't paying attention to the fact that her butt would practically be in Sonya's face the whole time, she'd be fine. Her face was reddening at the mere thought, though.

The ringing of a cell phone echoed in the room and Mal sighed, accepting the call and putting the device to her ear. "Ma'am, we might have a problem..." The voice started on the other side.
"And what would that be?" She said in a cheery tone, feeling irritated that the call was about bad news.
"We have found traces of the TARDIS in Storage D but it isn't here. It's gone, ma'am."
"They wouldn't have just stopped in for a few moments and left again. Patrol the area and lock up that section. I don't want anything coming in or out of there." With that she hung up, not bothering for a reply and finally finishing her task at the computer. That took long enough...

Where Sonya and Robin where currently escaping, they could hear doors opening and several foot steps marching in as well as the beeping of some large machinery. People were filing in and making themselves busy in an attempt to find the intruders as well as prevent them from finding their ship and escaping.

((pulling things out of the air..))

(Pretty cool talent to be able to pull things out of midair, can you make David Tennant appear out of midair for my next birthday party?)

Looking up at Robin, Sonya shook her head quickly, already beginning to pull herself up into the duct with her. Sounds of shifting and moving about outside of the door caused her to freeze as she reached down for the grate. After waiting for what seemed like a lifetime, she realized it was just movement and nothing more. Picking up the grate, she carefully set it into the wall and soniced the bolts back into place. "Get moving. I don't know what's going on here, but I am determined to find out." She said quietly to Robin, motioning for the younger girl to start moving along.

Robin nodded, turning back around to start crawling along the shaft. She winced at the amount of sound she was making and tried her best to keep quiet from then on. It wasn't easy, you try rushing through a metal corridor on your hands and knees and not make a whole bunch of noise. She sighed, moving on through as far as she could until she came to a fork. Turning over her shoulder, she asked Sonya, "Which one? Left or right?" She didn't want to slow them down, but she also didn't want to accidentally head the wrong way. Maybe she should take this chance to let Sonya lead... Yeah, she'd do that. "Just pick one and I can move out of your way so we don't have to keep stopping."

PEOPLE ARE STILL DOING THE THINGS AND ARE TOTALLY OBLIVIOUS TO SONYA AND ROBIN IN THE AIR DUCT BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE NOT AS OBSERVANT AS THEY SHOULD BE OMG WHY IS THIS EVEN HAPPENING?

((that is my post. Enjoy))

(Mal... That is the most beautiful post I have ever seen. *wipes tear from her eye*)

Sonya studied the vents for a moment before nodding in agreement with Robin. Admitting to herself unwillingly, she should have gone first, then pulled her up after. But she wanted the younger girl out of reach of whoever might have burst into the storage room they were in at the time. Shifting around to the side, she slowly moved around her and began heading down the right fork, pausing now and again to peer through the grates before spotting what looked to be a promising room.

"Alright, I'm going to drop down and take a peek. You stay up here and don't make a sound. If I get caught, I'm counting on you to keep going." She whispered in an undertone, casting a stern look over at Robin before slipping her Sonic out of her pocket and handing it to the young girl. "It runs by thought, think of what you want to happen before pushing that button." She added, then pushed the grating off and slowly sliding down to the floor. Picking it back up off of the floor, she slid it back into place, blocking Robin back into the vent and cautioning her with a finger to her lips before turning around and facing the computer terminal.

((if we ever give away awards for posts, Mal gets the award for best short post ever. EVER.))

Robin nodded, holding the sonic in her hand as she moved closer to the grate to look down and see what was happening. Only one flaw in this plan - she had no idea what they were actually looking for. Oh well, she assumed she was basically go keep going until she found another exit, and that she was supposed to go out of it if the area was like this one, which apparently meant computers.

With a silent sigh, she watched Sonya as she did what she was doing. After a bit, she sat down instead of staying on her hands and knees, Sonya's sonic screwdriver in one hand, the other resting on the floor. Out of all the places to be in Torchwood, she was surprised to find that the air vents seemed the safest. At least to her.

The terminal was large and, unfortunately for the Torchwood intruders, was not the location of Mal. That was on the fifth floor, a separate room held Mal's own personal computer while the computer terminal, on the main floor, basically ran everything but their leader's information. The only data that was on this terminal regarding 'what was up' with Mal was the smaller files she had sent to this base. Unfortunately for Mal, Sonya was a computer whiz and was probably capable of tracking where it was sent from, finding the leak and retrieving anything that was hidden. That was one downfall of being technologically challenged, people with higher skill could work around you.

Torchwood workers were positioned at the computers, typing away as several different charts and reports flashed across the screen. The majority of which were about alien races, foreign technology, and war criminals that threatened New Earth. There were patrol officers in the room and one had caught site of Sonya dropping to the ground. "Oi! What're you doin' 'ere?!" His gun was instantly raised to her, drawing the attention of several of the others who took up arms as well.

Sonya looked up with a wry smile on her face, her hands raising over her head as she grinned like an idiot at the man with a gun. "Oh... Just thought I'd drop in and say hello." She shifted over to the side a bit, so the gun's aim was off of the air duct where Robin was hidden. "I know, I shouldn't be in here, but it's just so damn interesting this place. Especially that Mal, a bit of a idiot isn't she?" She asked, purposely goading him as she slowly made her way towards the door just a few feet away from her. "I mean, honestly, how can you work for her? Doesn't she get on your nerves?"

Robin had to stop from yelping as the gun was aimed at Sonya. Well that was just great. Sonya seemed like she had everything under control, though. So did that mean she was staying up here or that she was supposed to go and look for someplace else? With a mental sigh, she backed up a bit, at least getting out of view of the other men in the room. She winced at the tiny bit of noise she made, but she had a feeling they expected her to be up there anyway. Or maybe they were just a bunch of idiots. Practically holding her breath, she tried to listen to what Sonya as saying as a cue for what she was doing, because at this distance, she couldn't see her.

"Shuht up." He said, looking over at his comrades before turning back to Sonya. He was creeping slowly after her, eyes narrowed as he figured out her plan. "Paul, cover tha door. Don't insult our commander. You know nothin'. The only one on our nerves is you, mate. You shouldn't of come 'ere."

One of the men, Paul presumably, walked over to where Sonya was retreating and stood in the way, drawing a taser in case the woman decided to attack him. He was just a computer tech, why was he getting thrown into this situation?

A woman pushed back from her chair, looking at Sonya and then at the soldier with the gun, the one doing all the talking. "I would advise you do your job and inform the commander of this situation. Do you not pay attention to the notices? Honestly, you're worthless. And have you even checked if she is with her accomplice? God, who put you in charge?" The woman turned back to the computer, obviously annoyed as she began typing away, preforming several scans throughout the area to see if she could pick up anything out of the ordinary.

The soldier appeared flustered as he looked at the one chewing him out then turned back to Sonya. "Y-yeah, what she said. Where's your partner?"

"Check the air duct, moron."

"... er, right. Shut up! Kev, check it." Another man stood and walked over, peering into the vent and trying to remove it. It was locked and he honestly didn't know how that even worked out.. didn't that red head come from here? How did she lock it so quickly? As this was going on, the main soldier, while keeping his gun pointed at Sonya, radioed with his free hand. "We've got one of the intruders, Ma'am."

From the fifth floor, Mal was sitting in a rather comfortable tan chair. The privates were on either side of her, watching the door with wide eyes. The call got in and she answered in that sickly sweet tone, "Excellent! Treat her well, will you? If I find out you've harmed either of them..."

Robin's eyes widened as the man came closer, so she shifted as quickly and quietly as she could backwards so he wouldn't see her. Hopefully. Looking down at the sonic in her hand, she bit her lip. Sonya told her that if she was captured that she was supposed to keep looking. Looking for what? What were they here for? Mentally sighing, she slowly crawled backwards, her eyes trained on the vent opening. The only thing she could think of looking for was Mal, so that's what she was going to do. Finally reaching the end of the path, she turned around and headed down the other one, this time going a bit quicker now that she didn't have to worry about making a lot of noise. She hoped. Come on... come on... just a vent to look through... She sighed, continuing to look for another room.

Sonya raised her hands over her head higher, already sensing Robin moving farther from the vent across the room and vanishing from her senses. "Right then, take me to your leader I suppose. Don't have a lot of chances to say that though, so yes... I suppose that would be right, take me to your leader, your female leader that seems to have a SECURITY PROBLEM!" She shouted, knowing full well there were cameras with microphones scattered all around the base. Her eyes flashed sharply as a sudden idea crossed her mind. Darting a glance to the side, she studied the guards and door just next to her then back in front where the main threat stood.

"I'll tell you a secret if you'll put your gun down a bit. Don't care to have those pointed at me you know." She mumbled, nodding gingerly at the weapon in his hands before flashing a disarming smile at him, hoping to catch him off guard when she did. "Seriously, don't point that thing at me, those have a habit of going off without a trigger. Horrible design really, constantly misfiring, going off with the slightest shake..." She trailed off, watching his face as he glanced down at the weapon in his hands. Before he could recover from her odd bit of rambling, she ducked down quickly and yanked the door open, rolling out into the hallway and slapping the door shut just as the sound of a gun going off echoed behind her, followed by a sharp 'ping' to the door. "Oh thank rassilon." She gasped, trying to steady her hearts before getting to her feet once more.

Glancing around the area, she chose a direction at random and began running as fast as she could, turning down several branching hallways and hopefully loosing the guards she knew would be following her.